Involuntarily I glanced seaward - and distinguished nothing except a single green light, minute and far away, that might have been the end of a dock. When I looked once more for Gatsby he had vanished, and I was alone again in the unquiet darkness.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1045 | 2014-05-03 19:01:31 | 75.60 | 95% |
| 592 | 2013-04-16 01:53:40 | 68.67 | 87% |
| 287 | 2013-04-06 20:00:00 | 80.56 | 93% |